Dawn of the Federation Book I Tomorrow Never KnowsChapter 9 Barefoot
What a difference a talk can make. After Trip had said his piece to his father they had relocated to the porch and mildly buzzed with beer Trip told some of the more 'interesting' stories of their journey. "Seriously, dad, you have no idea," Trip laughed. "Not that she was ugly, not by a long shot. But damn, that attitude o' hers should have come with a warning label. We're down in this swamp and I sent her collecting firewood." "Ya sent miss high-and-mighty collecting...